Frankenstein has nothing on me! At the risk of sounding morbid and gross…but it is Halloween week after all! I have got me some scars….9 kidney surgeries, 2 C-sections, 1 thyroid, a several skin cancers and now open heart. That last one left me several fresh new ones and another surgery being scheduled soon. But then I suspect in today's world and at my age, who doesn’t? Quite frankly for me, they are embarrassing and a constant reminder of how fragile my body and this life can be….and that is when the fear begins to slip in. I forget to remember how strong I have been, how many unsurmountable (and a few weenie) health issues I have overcome, and I slip into the ugly downward spiral of “what if’s”. What if it happens again, what if they did not get it all, what if it did not work, what if….what if….what if… I need to remember that those ugly scars are nothing but symbols I carry. They have made me who I am….Strong!
"Beautiful" Carol King